While I was getting ready to vacate the room I got a text from Flavio (Remember him? He had the crusty lips) asking what time I was leaving. I texted back that I was going to the airport at 3pm. He wanted to meet before then so I agreed to meet him at the Rossio Metro to kill time before my 5.50 flight. Maaaaaaaaan, what a mistake! I don’t blame anybody but myself. He slightly got on my nerves the first time, so why did I even go and meet him again?